Better not quit my day job

Two weeks ago I decided that it was time to paint the family room. Despite my preference for bright white walls, I bought yellow paint and started painting. Steve was out of town, and when he returned to the chaos and the beginning of yellow walls he was dubious as to the wisdom of my choice. Fortunately, the color looked much nicer as it dried, and the children and Steve all said they liked it. So I continued moving furniture and books and painted those walls.

While I was at it, I thought I might as well go ahead and get rid of the ugly blinds that covered the family room windows and replace them with curtains. I wanted white curtains, but could not find any in the style I had in mind. So I bought blue. And the family likes them.

Sadly, my paint job was not up to Joan's standards (she had been away at camp, and she is the best painter) so she offered to re-do some places and touch up the ceiling where I'd gotten yellow paint streaks in my slap-happy exuberance. Now it looks much better and I think the room is done.

I think the laundry room would look nice painted a high-gloss bright white... .